The Abilene reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1887-08-25

fur dat tree conna'd game oh lub. d.
Kunnel an me we got de bigges' shere a
fus'. He name dat pup de Duke OBJ Eden
bug, an 'claar, chile, / SPARED Offer
OBJ cher gittin' i'm raised up ter d,
yeahs oh descrushionI Feared like ht
jis' gwine dig up de hole plantation
an chaw de souf side out OBJ de town Ell
spite OBJ usl But me an de Kunnul stucl
ter um, an de SHINE dat de Kunnul tuck tel
dat pup hit neber glib out. i CLAIR, some
times ct seem like de Kunnul sot mo- sto
by de Duke dan he own SOUL
Well, one day de Duke got pizen somewha
an come home or whizzen. l neber SCI
sech runnin'l He eyes dey wuz stickin' Out
an dey wuz green, an he struck er circle
en- de front ya'd an en- er minnet dat ya'C
hit jes' seem ter bile. He run ser fas' ht
! eyelids WIZ blowed rite back onter d.
forred an he yeas look mo'en two fool
long an de hole pup bout ten foot. De
Kunnul he wuz viii; but it wuz no use, dat
pup jes' KEEP er whizzin' en- dat circle, wuth
| de air full oh dirt an shrubs an roots an
leaves, twell he strike er focus in de mid.
die an drap Den we po'ed melted lard
down i'm an rubbed 'im all obber with
camfah, an mos sho' de Kunnul he cried
ober I'm, too. Me an de Kunnul sot up all
| dat pup dug up hole bed OBJ injgons down
In de truck patch an cyarried Miss Myra's
bes' bonnet out an buried ct en- de garden
But de Kunnul he iis' laff he ser glad dat
Duke OBJ Edenbu'g well ergin.
Well, little while aftah dat de Duke fell
inter de ciste'n. Dat wuz er tribulation sho'
huff. De Kunnul run mos distract dat
night Eft wuz pow'ful da'k, an he ser
ba o. ,.;,1
boa'd off de fence an slide down hit inter
de ciste'n. neber furgit datl ser scat
l jis' drop onter my knees by de mouf OBJ
dat da'k dungeons caborn an pray fur de
Lawd ter sabe dat pup, an'-an'-de Kun
null. Well, He did, dough ct wuz ser da'k
L couldn' see how de myracle am did.
Den tereckly aftah dat de Duke be got de
insects an de scratches, an de Kunnul tell
me ter plastah un with buttah an red per-
supity. L done hit; but, honey, doan yo'
eber do ct wuth dat pup OBJ yo'n, caise two
days aftah plast'd de Duke der wuzn' er
libn' hair on um but he eyewunkers! He
de mos statlin' lookin' creetah yo' eber
sect De fus' time he come up ter me aftah
d6t er blinkin' he eyes an wagglin' he hair
less tail jes' tuck ter my heels, an all
KING Gawg's oxen cOuldn' aheld mel
But de Duke he blossom out aftah dat; he
grow de fines crop of hair OBJ any beas' en-
dem paWts, an wen he git ter er yeah ole
he highs big as er OK. De Kunnul jis' sot
he eyes by 'um, an Miss Myra she mighty
tuck with I'm, fur dat Duke he jes' mach
roun' with Ter livery wha' as if he own 'er
en- de hole ya'th. But he didn' like Marse
Wlllum an he like Marse David, an dat de
fus' triberlation en- dat Tub game. Befo' he
got growed up he jes' pay no 'teution ter it,
but aftah he get raired up ter de yeahs OBJ
descreeshun, l CLAIR, l BELIEF he tax mo-
lnte'st en- it dan de old Mistess, an tell
ye she pow full pestered bout it.
Yo' see, honey, dat game hit git hottah
an hottah all de time; hit jis' seem
nip an tuck, nip and tuck, twix'
dem two sprucious young chaps. De
old Mistess an he Kunnul dey kin'er
lean to'des Marse William, hit seem ter me,
L spec calse he folks ser rich an come
upplty, but Miss Myra l tink she take jis'
leetle de mos ter Marse David, dough,
CLAIR, belieb dat chile like dem chaps ser
had she jes' breakin' her hat caise she
can not myarry UNI bofei
Well, de Duke he jis' keep takin' mo- an
mo- inte'est en- de scrape, twell aftah while
hit git ser bad dat wen it come Marse
WIllum's tu'n ter visit Miss Myra en- de
ebenin', we hab ter chain i'm in de back
ya'd ter keep i'm fun eatin' Marse Willum
up. But wen hit come Marse David's tu'n
daf dawg jes' roll en- de flower beds, AN
ba'k an cave an jump onter Marse David |
an lick he hams an face like all persessed, |
an dat make hit pow'ful had an tribe ria |
cious fur Miss Myra.
Den one ebenin' notis' Marse David he |
come down de big steps an go way mighty |
yarley, an wen go en- de house see Miss |
Myra look awful white an trubbled like, |
an tink ter myself now Marse Willum |
yoin' ter win,' an feel pow'ful bad bout
lat caise cawnt hep likin' Marse David |
lie bes' no way.
Den Marse David he quit comm, an we
lab ter keep dat Duke jis' chained up all
lie while caise he jis' git viii. But Miss
Myra she not low Marse Willum ter come
berry oren elder, an pears like cherry ting
yoin' crossways in dat house.
Well, one ebenin' dat Tub game hit come
Ter er teetotal Eruption. Et happen de night
de stage come en- fun Cha'lston an de Kun
null sent me in fur de mail. l min ct wuz
an met Marse Willum goin'
toa'des de Kunnurs, an fo' long l met |
Marse David goin' kin'er dat way, too.
But, chile. doan' yo' neber mistrus' but |
what tings wuz upset some wen git back |
ter dat house erginl De Duke he jis' went |
clean out OBJ he senses hit pears dat night |
wen Marse Willum come, an tore an |
raved an broke he chain an come rite |
roun' inter de front ya'd lik err wounded |
lion, an wen come he wuz layin' da' on |
de walk with er bullet hole fro he brain, |
an Marse Willum wuz tslkin' at de |
top OBJ he voice, an de Kun |
null wuz cha'gin' an yellin' dat he |
goin' ter murder i'm fur KILN de |
Duke, an Miss Myra wuz cryia' an ole Mis-
tess er screamin'. 1 neber see de like TO |
ner since clar, BELIEF de Kunnul take |
Marse Willum's life rite den an da' only |
fur Miss Myra an ole Mistess cryin' an |
holdin' UNI back tweu Marse WiIlum make |
Or big sweepin' bow an walk out de gate |
Den de Kunnul he jes' drsp rite down on |
he knees ober dat Duke an CRY an fon'le i'm |
like he er dead chile. / neber spec tor see |
lie like ergin! 1 jis' went rite away .um |
la, an neber bat airy eye with sleep dat |
Dressed night fu = triberlatiu' bout dat lub |
mess an de Kunnul's trubble.
But mex mawnin' tings wuz no bettah; |
de Kuunul he jis' will an hornety IS II he |
haint er sign OBJ er head on he body. He |
gwine persecoot Marse Willum, he say,
twell de las drap OBJ de law, an he gwine |
git Marse David ter do ct! Miss Myra an |
de ole Mistess dey fit ergin dat like all
but de Kunnul jes mach away
aftah Marse David spite OBJ um-
Well, went erlong with i'm case feerd
something goin' happen i'm, but Ian, he doan
keer wha' is he ser tuck up bout dat per-
secootin'. Marse David he jes' been United
ter de bar OBJ de law an hab no case yit,
but he say he sorry but he cawnt do dis fur
de Kunnul. Den de Kunnul jis jump clare
of de han'le. He want fight Marse David
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